Zorr

Zorr walks over to you, pushing past his companions."The boy is mine, and don't try and argue!"

Kaido does as he is told, but Ashi stands up to the massive gnoll. "Like I said, you've gotten all of the slaves recently! He's mine!"

"Yes, I have, Ashi," Zorr responds calmly but sternly. "But all of them have been female. You claimed every man or boy we've collected for ourselves in the last year. That dark-skinned boy with the big mouth, the jittery one you threw in the fire after he refused to eat you out. This time, I get the man."

Ashi rolls her eyes, and backs off. Zorr grabs a large, hide sack, and throws it over your head before you can move. He slides the disgusting sack over your head and around your body, tying it at your ankles. The monster picks you up and slings you over his shoulder, and begins to walk out of the cave, talking loudly in gnollish to his cohorts.

You are jostled for hours, your side bruising from bouncing on his muscular shoulder, and blood rushing to your dangling head. The three gnolls constantly speaking in their grating, growling language is not helping that headache, either. At least this gives you time to consider your situation, but you can't think of a way out. Grinko took your sword, and even if you had it the fight would be one against three. Soon you enter an almost daze-like state. Not quite sleep, thanks to the constant jostling, but close to it.

You are brought out of that state when you are swiftly and suddenly slammed on the ground, knocking the wind out of you. The gnoll voices get louder and increase in number, and you hear what sounds like arguing. Then you are picked up again, as Zorr begins to speak again, this time in guttural Common once more.

"You a virgin?" the gnoll snarls.

You cannot respond because of your gag, but you make a sound that sounds like "no".

"Hrmmm," he responds, "How about that ass? Has Grinko claimed that ass and lied to us?"

You make the same noise again.

"Good," he snarls in a deviously happy voice. "This is going to be very fun." He pauses for a moment. "For me, not you."

In a very rapid series of events, Zorr sets you down, pulls your bag off, and undoes your bonds. Before you can act on your bonds, you're shoved backwards into a small metal cage that won't let you stand. Shoving his hand through the bars, he yanks the gag out of your mouth. "Strip," he orders.